Right Now

24 January, 2015

There’s a lot of beauty in the strangeness and ruin of downtown. A hope shines through. It is ripe for progress.

Today feels alive with activity–the kind of day where you can’t believe how much you’ve already done by noon. I’m steadily checking things off my massive to-do list, hurrying here and there, pitching in at the store, planning projects and doing chores at home (taking a break to post this, of course). Honestly, it’s one of my favorite ways to spend a Saturday. That feeling of accomplishment at the end of everything is beyond rewarding. It’s a relief to have behind you things you may have been avoiding, small as they might be.

I feel as though our lives are slowly starting to normalize, that we are becoming ourselves again. Things have felt so uneasy during my recovery, put on hold almost, and I’m glad to begin to see the other side of it. There’s still a lot on our plates, but it seems simpler to manage. I’m determined to fit in a run today, my first in six weeks. I know that’s the moment when everything will feel right.